CHORUS (Zak):
This evolution feels more like cell pollution of the mind
And time will analyze and deem it useless
We strive for the amusement, misguided and confused, but
It seems I can see the future
Zak:
Time makes lies of most truth, it seems today
While perspective makes prophecy and dreams, they say
To be redeemed, we pray - to be cleaned up and maybe brought wings someday
But our prayers go unheeded
I swear so conceited it sounds
Fairer than the crown wearer's throne when it's unseated
Bleeding and falling down from an ivory tower
We see darkness manifest before it slowly devours
Whatever good was left within
What we knew would not ascend
Ominous shadows of the end and tragic gallows we portend
Repeatedly evolved from a previous state
It's only a matter of time. Brace for a devious wait
Have us painted as angels from certain angles and taint the reign of a saint entangled with danger in pain and anger constrained, we're
Treating symptoms and ignoring the disease
Keep waiting for wisdom and change before we decease
CHORUS (Zak):
This evolution feels more like cell pollution of the mind
And time will analyze and deem it useless
We strive for the amusement, misguided and confused, but
It seems I can see the future
Mike:
Waiter, waiter - there's something in my food
It's quite embarrassing, I really don't mean to be rude
I need it removed if you could take it off the tablecloth
There's labor on this plate and I specifically ordered sloth
I'm not attempting to denounce your establishment;
I'm just trying to figure out where the magic went
We're livin' in dissonant drivel - all sedated, automated
And our vision is split in the middle
Stop debating. Start complaining
Worth ethic is dead - you're textin' instead of flexin' for bread
To put on the table when others aren't able
It's all about the personal results, never the action -
You should focus on whatever you're lackin' and shape up
Now you've got a geometry problem to solve
You lazy instigators all are involved
Before we're pillars of salt 'cuz all the water dissolved
Do us a solid one, y'all - would you kindly evolve?
CHORUS (Zak):
This evolution feels more like cell pollution of the mind
And time will analyze and deem it useless
We strive for the amusement, misguided and confused, but
It seems I can see the future